A cruel fate
They all shared...
The look on his face
Spoke volumes of encyclopaedic words.
His wife is battling with death
On a vileless bed
In a death-ridden hospital...
Her eyes once living
Stare coldly at the dirty dangling ceiling
Blank they were
Emotions they showed not
Her destination they yet revealed...
He ran helter-skelter
The deed has been done before
The right-handed killer has struck
The flailing candle in the turbulent wind
Has finally been flushed...
Sorry, he heard
Tears ceased to flow
They had killed his love
Negligence was their instrument
Cruelty was their weapon...
Now all isn't well
The forest refused to heed their call
It was filled with a thousand demons
Who fought tooth and nail
For the soul of the poor sickle-celler...
Abiku, she was tagged as
But she lived the said twenty-one years
Yet her frail and pale body
Fell to the poison living within her.
Sickle-cell kills in multitude...
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